When I’m in nature, my body and mind respond. Those things that I look to cultivate with meditation and yoga (presence, more space in thoughts, relaxation, joy) come much easier, with less effort, they come spontaneously and that sounds a presumptious thing to write, but I find this to be true; that that which I struggle with in every day life, nature brings spontaneously. This is my latest post…
I write this crouching down in a clearing in some woodland in Devon near Totnes where I have come for a weekend dance workshop with a group of women. It’sbeautiful. And here where I’ve come for a pre breakfast stroll, even though I can hear the roar of cars zooming by, not too far away, still I am surrounded by by stillness and my body and mind cannot help but respond.
This is what I long for.
Rain drops rest on naked tree boughs.
Birds call to each other. A moment ago; glorious song.
Green ferns sprout from a mulchment of browning leaves, quite unmoving to the naked eye and yet of course in perpetual oscillation and unstoppable movement: a dance so subtle, that though it happens every second and every nanu second of our lives, we live blithely in acknowledging of it. Even in ourselves. That our cells move, we rarely feel this. What a funny thing that we don’t pay more attention to this. To the reality of our bodies. Nothing is permanent. Mind, can you accept that now?
I’m so curious if I’ll end up living in the country.
It would be a big #throwingthenetopen for me. Truly trusting what feels right in my body and heart.
Moments like this make me feel it’s inevitable… I guess I’m just waiting to see.